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Joan was slowly getting up from his rest. Making him revert to his human form. Hairy skin and elongated arms and legs went back to his normal human self. Coughing a bit as he pushed himsellf up. Isaias was just beside him and was pondering what to do. Just as they were defeated or did just plainly survived the battle without being killed. Even though they managed to be alive, letting the enemy free out of their grasp was a little bit disappointing on their part.

Not something that they want to happen but fate didn't permit it. He can only click his tongue in utter disappointment. Joan then was panting as he slowly stands up. Wiping off the dust on his clothes. His eyes closed then he laughed.

"Hahaha! That was a good fight! I should have used the Druid job class instead of my Lycan.. The enemy will be battered left and right if I used my Werebear form. Despite it being mismatched, Werewolf form made it have a hard time," Joan said then cracked his waist.

"Haha, that was reassuring. But still, the enemy is not something to be trifled with. We should expect harder battles in the future," Isaias said then he tapped his staff on the ground.

The two then felt alarmed after they realised that the battle was still raging on the front gate. Smokes of fire were seen rising in the said direction with fire lighting up the sky.

Isaias then said to check the battle that raged on. While Joan went to see the back gate and Isaias was heading to the front gate located to the north. Soon after, Isaias saw that the battle has ended.

He saw bodies of guards who were all killed that littered the ground. Goblins were eating them and others were playing with their beheaded heads as they've seen it as a prize.

His sweat trickled his face, a feeling of unbelief struck his heart and his knees slammed the ground.

"No, all is lost. They are defeated?" Isaias said while being shocked. Uncertainty clouded his mind. He then remembered to check out the barracks for survivors.

Goblins then flooded the village and then all of them went rampaging. A girl and a woman then arrived at the barracks. Towering walls were made of bricks and a wooden gate that was embroidered with metallic knots.

They were chased with the other goblins and saw that the gate was closed. Guards were on the top of the post and were looking at the two who have arrived.

"Open up the gate! Please! Help us!" The woman shouted with all she got.

"Open the gate!" Shouted the guard who was their leader.

Soon after, the gate was opened and they entered. Many more civilians arrived and so the guards assisted them. Goblins were arriving and so the guards made a defence. Others were firing arrows at them. Hitting goblins on their heads and others were immediately killed.

They entered the barracks and many civilians were bloody and wounded. The mother and child soon entered the place with many weapons arranged on the weapon wracks. Walls were all decorated with weapons and they were all in random pairs. The walls were made of bricks and were lighted with glowing torches flickering while giving off a radiance.

The two then exited the room and saw the training grounds that have many training dummies and immobile targets.

The training grounds became the temporary relocation site of the civilians that has many people situated. Their faces were the spitting image of worried persons. Plastered with a tint of tears in their eyes.

The girl and the woman then sat on the ground and they were handed water to drink. The guards then reassured them that all will be okay.

Just outside the barracks, came goblins and hobgoblins ready to attack them. Making the remaining guards worry. Still, their leader bolstered their courage and saying not to lose hope.

"Sir! We are surrounded! The enemies are numbered a couple of hundreds. We are only a few," The worried guard said to him.

"We will hold on. As long as the gate is not destroyed then we are safe." He replied to him.

They were talking with each other and soon after, they heard a banging sound coming from the gate. Civilians then jolted a bit to what they have heard.

"They are coming! Barricade the gate! Move!" Their leader shouted.

They all prepared for the worst. It still was not too late but they were prepared to die this time around. Thinking that they will soon meet their Creator was what they thought. Even though they were now sitting ducks waiting to be killed, they still hoped to survive and continue living. It was not bad to hope that they will still live.

After it all, the guards hastily went to block the entrance. Blocking the one and only entrance to their location with anything they have. Cabinets were placed at the gate and the guards then slammed their bodies to stop their entry.

They all wanted to panic but a brave man grabbed a sword on the weapon wrack.

"If we will die then let us die fighting!" The guards then soon were perplexed by his speech.

"All men! Take up arms and protect our families! We will all die sooner or later anyway!" He shouted.

"Yeah! Let us fight!" Another one also made his speech.

Soon after, they all grabbed their weapons and then it became rousing to the others. Even women took up daggers with them and all men prepared to face the enemies.

With more smashing of the gate, it soon broke. Even though it was sturdy, no wood was hard enough to be unbreakable. A small hole was made and a lone goblin emerged on it.

"Kill them one by one!" The guards immediately attacked the enemy.

It was then, the gate was broken. Making the enemies flooded the place with their great numbers. Hobgoblins led the charge and soon after them the goblins. Shrieking noise bathed the room and it was mixed with the shouts of guards and civilians.

Clashing metal resonates the place as they battered each other with their said weapons. Killing each other without reserve. Making a number on each side.

Just outside the south gate where Duplicate was defending, he was stomping the head of a dead goblin while panting. Kicking some of their carcasses and the other summons were just looking at him, waiting for his next command.

The battle has ended without any casualties on Duplicate's side. Making him victorious in the said battle.

Making the bodies littered the ground. Blood bathed the dirt and crows were pecking the enemies. Wolves were checking for surviving enemies that were just playing dead. Bear was smashing enemies to paste and then left them if they have no reactions.

The goblins were disintegrating and were glowing in yellow embers. Seemed contented with the essence of the goblins entering his body that will make the Original grow stronger.

"Master! We finished eliminating the enemies, we are waiting for your next command." Canine said to him.

Duplicate inhaled deeply while eyes closed then opened it. Cracking his neck then breathed out.

"We are done here. Let us move to the north gate now," He instructed.

"Yes, master!" Canine said to him.

They soon paraded the pathway, moving towards their next location. Parading and were killing enemies that will block their path.

While they were marching, Joan's four [Shadow clones] that he released beforehand were just looking at the parading summons at the top of the buildings. [Shadow cloak] were being worn and were silently observing from afar.

The wind blew their ears and was breezy on the tops of the buildings. They saw that the north gate has been liberated and so they made their next plans. Soon after, they dived towards the ground. Landing as silent as cat paws on the ground.

[Conjure chained daggers]

They used their conjuration skill and conjured a dagger that was attached to chains. Aiming to kill enemies with their said weapons.

[Conjure chained daggers]–a conjuration skill that was used by the Rogues. A dagger that has chains to have a longer attack range. Can be used to throw or slash mid-ranged on the enemies. Can bind enemies with the chains.

Diving towards the flooding enemies that was located to the north gate, eliminating them one by one in the dark.